The screen was unlocked. All four of them waited with bated breath.
"Do you think that is okay?" Chiaki asked.
"What do you mean?" Azure impatiently replied. "Of course it is. You expect something will blow up?"
"Can we not jinx it, please?" Gin stopped them both from arguing. Their eyes were trained on the screen, were fascinated when the screen was activated to life in an explosion of colour, pretty like a rainbow, but the blends were like rose petals falling from the sky.
"She has taste," Chiaki praised. By doing this, somehow she felt there was some distance already between her and the figure called Natsuiro, as if the latter was totally an unrelated person, someone else's sister or mother. Funny how that encounter could put anything else into perspective.
"So, what's next?" Gin asked.
It was Chiaki's turn to get impatient. "Perhaps, there are some menus we can check."
